Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

At noon, Feng Chaoling left the residence of Qianlongwei, walked along the alley for three streets, and turned to a civilian house.

He went directly to the inner courtyard, the solemnity on his face had disappeared, revealing a relaxed smile.

There was a Luohan bed in the garden, on which lay a handsome young man with his face up, pale, eyes slightly closed, motionless as if he was asleep.

Beside the bed sat a beautiful middle-aged woman, with a light sorrow between her eyebrows. Seeing him come back, she stood up and smiled reluctantly: "Master is back, I'll go to serve the meal."

"Don't worry." Feng Chaoling stepped forward and took the middle-aged woman's hand, whispering: "How is Jun'er?"

"Same as always." The middle-aged woman smiled reluctantly: "No worse is good news, Master, I believe Jun'er will wake up."

"Yes, he will wake up." Feng Chaoling nodded gently: "He just took a nap, and he will wake up when he has enough sleep."

The middle-aged woman nodded gently.

She went from sadness at the beginning to numbness now.

Originally, she couldn't eat or sleep. When she saw her son lying on the bed, she felt distressed and wanted to cry.

Now she can take it as usual, eat and drink. Although her appetite has not recovered to the past, she can finally accept it.

Accepting the reality will make you calmer.

Every day she is in the abyss of despair, wishing to free herself, and only relying on a glimmer of hope to support herself.

She doesn't know how long she can hold on, maybe she will live like this for the rest of her life.

"Master, the food is getting cold. I'll bring it up. You can go see Jun'er."

"Well, go."

Feng Chaoling sat down beside Luohan's bed, quietly looked at the handsome young man, held his hand, and sighed.

When he saw his son, he couldn't help but blame himself.

As the dignified leader of the Qianlong Guard, he secretly protected the emperor, but he couldn't protect his son.

What a irony.

He thought for a moment, took out the Rejuvenation Mantra given by Fakong from his bosom, put a little saliva on it and pressed it on the handsome young man's forehead to stick the Rejuvenation Mantra.

He held the handsome young man's hand and began to chant the Rejuvenation Mantra.

As a lay disciple of Pudu Temple, he was of course proficient in the Rejuvenation Mantra and had some experience with it.

After chanting the Rejuvenation Mantra, a stream of nectar suddenly fell from the sky, pouring directly on his head, and then a part of it fell on the handsome young man.

Feng Chaoling's face changed slightly.

He never expected that it would be really effective.

After this nectar-like power penetrated into his body, the pores all over his body stretched out, and the meridians became unobstructed.

The injuries that had not been healed were actually getting better rapidly, and then after being washed by this nectar several times, they were actually healed, and the body was rapidly becoming light and strong.

He felt that this was a dream, too unreal.

The other party was also a grandmaster, with pure cultivation and immortality in his qi. He could not even wear away the other party's power, which meant that the other party's power was far stronger than his own.

He felt that the emperor was the only one in the world who could help him and heal his wounds, but unfortunately, the emperor would not do it easily.

And he did not have the audacity to ask the emperor for help. As a Qianlong Guard, he shared the emperor's worries instead of letting the emperor share his worries.

More importantly, Jun'er.

Jun'er was just a grandmaster. Although he was also a genius, he had no power to resist a grandmaster with such amazing cultivation.

So he was suppressed and unconscious all the time.

If it were not for the Qidan, Jun'er would have died long ago and could not have survived until now, but this Qidan could only keep him alive but could not save him.

Like a living dead, he kept holding on, kept holding on, and hoped for a miracle every day.

It seemed that he would suddenly wake up in the next moment, open his eyes with a smile, and call "Dad and Mom".

In this way, they can rest in peace.

At this moment, he rekindled a strong hope, thinking that he could really save his son this time.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was carrying a plate with food on it.

Seeing this, he hurriedly sped up: "Master?"

Feng Chaoling slowly put down his son's wrist, leaned over and stared at him, and saw his son's eyelids trembling slightly, and was immediately overjoyed: "Jun'er!"

Feng Shaojun slowly opened his eyes, looking confused.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman's plate fell down, and she didn't care about the mess under her feet, and hurried forward: "Jun'er!"

"Mom..." Feng Shaojun looked at her in a daze, and then turned his head to look at Feng Chaoling: "Dad?"

"Hehe..." Feng Chaoling laughed twice and patted his shoulder hard: "Good boy, you finally woke up!"

"Thank God, thank God!" The middle-aged beautiful woman hugged Feng Shaojun and hugged him tightly in her arms, tears falling.

"Mother..." Feng Shaojun was still in a state of confusion: "This is...?"

"Jun'er, you don't know anything?"

"I know." Feng Shaojun struggled gently and broke out of the arms of the middle-aged beautiful woman, and said softly: "Dad, I have always known about the outside world, but I can't open my eyes and move, as if I was trapped in prison."

"Have you always known about what happened over the years?"

"Yes, I know that you, father and mother, have been waiting for me to wake up, and I have been trying hard to wake up, but..."

He shook his head, showing a lingering fear.

The middle-aged beautiful woman shed tears: "It's hard for you, Jun'er, it's hard for you!"

"Mom, you are the ones who have worked so hard." Feng Shaojun said softly, "If it weren't for you, Dad and Mom, who have been encouraging me and taking care of me, I would really give up and never wake up again."

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up, thank God!" The middle-aged beautiful woman burst into tears again.

She was so happy that she couldn't restrain herself and could only cry.

Feng Chaoling had a strong ability to restrain himself after all. He suppressed his joy and put his hand on Feng Shaojun's wrist to check his pulse carefully.

He nodded with satisfaction.

His pulse was strong and his body was strong. There was almost no sign of long-term bed rest. He was a healthy person who was jumping around.

Seeing him like this, Feng Shaojun got up from the bed with confidence and was supported by the middle-aged beautiful woman. He didn't dare to relax.

Feng Shaojun smiled and supported his mother and began to walk. He was a little staggering at first, but he could walk freely after nine steps.

The middle-aged beautiful woman also let go of her hand and watched him walk freely, as if he had never been sick. Tears rolled around in her eyes again.

Feng Chaoling nodded with satisfaction and smiled with relief.

He immediately thought of the situation just now, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

"Dad, it was the Rejuvenation Mantra that saved me just now, right?" Feng Shaojun came to him and asked curiously: "Is the Rejuvenation Mantra so magical? If I had known earlier, I would have chanted the Rejuvenation Mantra in my body!"

"Rejuvenation Mantra?" The middle-aged beautiful woman was puzzled.

Feng Chaoling nodded slowly, stroked his beard and sighed: "Fakong's Rejuvenation Mantra."

"Oh, I've heard of it." The middle-aged beautiful woman nodded hurriedly and said: "I was thinking of getting some holy water."

But Feng Chaoling flatly rejected it, saying that these were all liars, and don't learn from those fools to be deceived.

So it can only be left.

Unexpectedly, it was Master Fakong's Rejuvenation Mantra that saved his son this time, which means that Master Fakong is not a liar.

She looked at Feng Chaoling.

Since he thought Master Fakong was a liar, why did the master ask for Master Fakong's Rejuvenation Mantra?

Feng Chaoling saw what his wife meant, and coughed lightly, saying, "It was given by Fakong himself, so I reluctantly accepted it and tried it. I didn't expect it to be effective."

"Master Fakong gave it to me personally, and the master is worthy of being the master." The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said, "Others can't even ask for it. People who are not dying have no chance to get this rejuvenation spell. Is it written by Master Fakong himself?"

"Yes." Feng Chaoling said.

"That's even more valuable... priceless," the middle-aged beautiful woman said with emotion, "With him, I have one more life!"

"Well, it's okay."

"Thank Master Fakong." The middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly clasped her hands and bowed in the direction of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, and said with emotion, "He is indeed worthy of being a divine monk who saves the suffering!"

If it were in the past, Feng Chaoling would have snorted coldly, thinking that she was out of place, but now he was speechless.

The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled again and said, "We should also thank the master for getting this rejuvenation spell and finally saving Jun'er!"

"It can be regarded as a coincidence." Feng Chaoling said, "Jun'er may have been about to wake up, but the recitation of the rejuvenation spell made him wake up."

He felt his face numb and hot, and he must have blushed.

It is indeed embarrassing to say this.

But he really doesn't want Feng Shaojun to worship Fakong and be influenced by Fakong, which will also affect his judgment.

Feng Shaojun shook his head gently and said, "The power of the rejuvenation spell is beyond imagination. Dad, I want to meet this Master Fakong."

"No need." Feng Chaoling said uncomfortably: "Fakong is busy, why bother him, you should also take a good rest."

"...Yes." Seeing that he disagreed, Feng Shaojun did not force an argument and agreed.

Fakong sat at his stone table, watching all this, with a slight smile on his face.

Now, Feng Chaoling still wants to continue to question the existence of magical powers? Questioning the efficacy of the Buddhist mantra?

He had already received the power of faith from Feng Shaojun, which was directly four points of power of faith.

In terms of the length of time he had spent in the abyss of despair, Feng Shaojun could be said to be one of the best.

He experienced despair every day, day after day, for more than three years, with constant accumulation.

The nectar of the Rejuvenation Mantra was poured in, and it was like a ray of golden light that dispelled all the haze and pulled him out of despair.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for the Rejuvenation Mantra. After knowing that it was Fakong, this gratitude and belief turned to Fakong.

So Fakong received four points of power of faith.

Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

This step was enough, and it almost broke the threat from the Qianlong Guard.

No matter how stubborn Feng Chaoling was, his ideas would be strongly impacted at this moment. Once impacted, his original ideas and opinions would be revised, and he would no longer hold on to himself.

The key is to improve his own strength and power. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Lin Feiyang."

"Here." Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash.

Fakong looked at him for a few times.

Lin Feiyang was puzzled by his look.

Fakong nodded slowly.

Lin Feiyang was even more puzzled.

"Go and call Junior Brother Faning over."

"Yes."

Lin Feiyang agreed and quickly pulled Faning to him.

Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu did not follow and were ordered by Faning to practice.

"Junior Brother, Lin Feiyang, you should start preparing to enter the first rank." Fakong said.

"Senior Brother, this can't be rushed, you have to slowly understand it."

"There is a simple way," Fakong said: "There is a shortcut, do you want to go?"